After a while, Ye Wan's expression was a bit hard to describe.
"You mean, your family has actually taken care of you. But... you want to use your own ability to take the God Shadow exam and make your family... look at you with admiration?"
Ye Wan reorganized Jiang Keer's words.
The little chicken pecked the rice, and Jiang Keer nodded very cutely, "I don't want them to think that I can't do anything well and can only rely on them."
So, you pay me to help you?
This is what is called...relying on one's own?
Facing Ye Wan's embarrassed expression of "I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not", Jiang Keer raised her head proudly, "This is a method I came up with with my own brain, and the money spent is mine."
Of course I have to rely on my own pocket money! Of course..."
"My dear Xiaowan will definitely be recorded in the credit book!"
Jiang Keer hugged Ye Wan's arm and rubbed it, "Xiao Wan, then we have an agreement!"
Ye Wan: "..."
Did she speak?
But it doesn’t matter!
It's an unexpected blessing to meet such a cute little girl like Jiang Ke'er.
Ye Wan patted her hand and said, "Put it on Sister Wan!"
While talking, the two followed the crowd into the school gate.
The entrance exam for Diying is divided into two parts: basic skills and professional exams.
Among them, the basic skills are divided into four parts: body, performance, lines and improvisation.
As for the major exam, you won’t know until you finally meet the teacher of the major you are applying for.
Ye Wan and Jiang Keer applied for performances, so they went straight to the performance department as soon as they entered.
The front and back legs got their respective number plates.
Ye Wan is on the 8th and Jiang Keer is on the 9th.
"Xiaowan, I will follow you, but you must protect me!"
Jiang Keer told Ye Wan while putting a number plate on her body.
Ye Wan nodded.
Seeing that the bodybuilding and acting classroom was crowded with people, Ye Wan waved and took Jiang Keer to the script classroom.
There are five judges sitting behind the judges' table.
As soon as Ye Wan entered the door, he was stunned for a moment.
Two of them I had seen on TV when I watched the news with my father every night.
The other three are all professors from the Diying Broadcasting Department.
I had long heard that the entrance exam for Diying was extremely difficult, and everyone seemed to be big shots from Diying, but as soon as they entered, they were at the level of CCTV bosses, which was beyond Ye Wan's expectations.
Looking back at Jiang Ke'er who looked confused and had an "I listen to you" expression, Ye Wan sighed.
It’s too early to talk!
I originally wanted to use a roundabout tactic to save the country, but I didn't expect to go straight back to the artillery fire.
When Jiang Keer starts crying later, what should she do?
Cold!
There is no word fear in Sister Wan’s dictionary!
Giving her an encouraging look, Ye Wan walked into the classroom.
"Hello, teacher judge, I am Ye Wan, a freshman in the acting department."
Ye Wan bowed and said in a clear voice.
"Ye Wan?"
Professor Feng, the head of the Department of Broadcasting, suddenly looked up and asked, "Are you the Ye Wan who scored 743 points?"
Uh...right.
Ye Wan nodded.
The other four judges raised their heads and looked over.
For a moment, Ye Wan felt like a monkey in the zoo.
The professors looked proud.
After all, the highest score in China this year went to their Emperor Ying.
At the subsequent university seminar, it seemed like it would be fun to tease the principals of Imperial University and Tsingta University, right?
The two broadcasters looked very interested, "Are you ready to choose a topic? If you are, you can start!"
"etc……"
A piece of inspiration came out in the flash of lightning. Ye Wan looked at Professor Feng in the C seat of the judges' table and asked, "Can I hire a partner?"